Mo Xiaoxiao startled, until Jiang languo chased the man into the door, she did not slow down.

Wringing her eyebrows, she thought: I heard that she was a cheap cousin, so I came back to have a look. I didn't expect that my cousin, whom I haven't seen for many years, is so handsome.

She was moved, and the little heart "puffs and puffs". As a result, she came to a cousin, who was still a man.

Zeng used to be angry and opened the bedroom door. When I saw the photo frame at the head of the bed, I was stunned. When did Jiang Lang take a picture of himself sleeping and steal kiss.

The photo itself seemed to fall asleep with contented expression, and his face was red in white. People could see what they had experienced not long ago.

Looking at the layout in the photos, the clothes thrown on the bed in disorder should be the night that Jiang languo tortured him.

What kind of perverted hobby is Jiang languo? He even takes photos when he is knocked out!

Zeng Xi's face was as cooked as before. He went to the bed and picked out the picture. At this time, which can also care to be angry or not, all by this small move of Jiang languo, make soft hearted into water.

The water was still shaking, and his heart was like a lake, rippling and rippling.

Zeng Xi covered his hot face and felt that he was almost masochistic.

The man opened the door and walked in, holding Zeng Xi behind his back. "Today, Axi doesn't work. Let's take a nap."

"Disabled me again, sent to the hospital, let the doctor see me joke?" Once upon a time, the corners of her mouth were taut, and she was wronged: "do you know how miserable I was that night? You are a dregs, and you still have the mind to take pictures?"

Zeng Xi picked up the photo and asked, "ginger, what kind of messy psychology do you see?"

"I'm not jealous," Jiang explained

"What are you jealous of?"

Jealousy knows from the old sister's mouth that you put the picture of your first love on the bedside table or the picture of kissing.

Steal relatives, take photos, also use a photo frame set on the table next to the bedside table, childish want to prove that Zeng used to love himself.

Jiang languor skimmed his mouth and took the picture from Zeng Xi's hand, "if you don't like it, I won't let it go."

"What are you jealous of?" Zeng Xi repeated that he was aroused by Jiang Lang's curiosity.

The man must not answer.

These two people are so awkward, lying on the bed again.

Zeng used to be far away from Jiang Lang. Jiang languid heart stuffed close, can not refuse to hold him.

"Ashy, I heard you have the habit of keeping a diary." Jiang languo's heart is stuffy.

He didn't say the second half of his sentence.

Do you want to record our life together in this book. I want to see it. I want to prove that you are interested in me.

"I'm so busy now, I can't have time to write that kind of thing." Zeng Xi's eyes have been staring at the photo frame that was removed by the man.

He seemed to mean something. Jiang Lang's strange behavior.

This silly big man seems to have no idea how much charm he has for himself. He has such childish behavior.

"Oh..." Jiang languo lost his tone.

After that, Jiang languo said nothing, but he showed his little depression extremely obvious, put it on his face clearly. I can't even see it before.

In the place where Jiang languo can't see, Zeng Xi smiles. He didn't intend to respond to Jiang immediately.

For a long time, his eyes have been closed in his arms.

Today, there are no nightmares.

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